"Better than me," Esperanza said with a grin. She didn't expect everyone to smile as much as she did, but she appreciated that she tried at all. Most people were either naturally smiley themselves, or they got easily tired of people who were. The effort was much appreciated.

"I'm Artisan?" she offered. "I don't understand it fully, but apparently I can affect things with my drawings." Her sketchbook with the dog was still in her bag. She'd never leave that one behind.

"What about you? What are you?"